Amy Ray

I hear the rock show winding down at the high school Kids out on the sidewalk, waiting for a ride All the

She's got to be with me always to make sense of the skin I'm in Sometimes it gets dangerous, yeah

See that girl over there she's gonna give me the cold shoulder She may be straight tonight but last night she

The boy, he thinks I'm damaged goods I know he does and I guess he should I dress like him, I take him

Words and music by Amy Ray Yeah when I go over yonder I will see my mother My sister and my

I have a picture, fist in the air I'm standing behind you, now I am still here Mining your body, scene

Call up my rockboy finally score He's got drama like a toreador and Me and the bottle we're on the

When you march stand up straight. When you fill the world with hate Step in time with your kind and Let

Baby's got a lot of tears Enough to cry a thousand years Enough to cry a thousand seas Enough to

We were talking ticket slump We'd try to put our finger on it We quantify the undoing of each little

She brings me Spanish Clementine, I eat them by the waterside Throw the peels and taste the clean, how could I

Lady Luck, have we run amok? tripped the snare with my rabbit foot? Jumped for joy only to be employed

Every time I go downtown I think I might find you around. I take your picture just in case, anybody's

Come a little bit closer Closer than you are Cause anything worth it now Is just gonna be hard

I'm a Sober Girl, not for any good reason I found myself on this road I'm on It felt a lot like